Revenge of the Hideous Lady by Moonlight

"Yes, I'm alright," As Stanley Batton spoke, he pulled out a cigarette from his pocket and handed it to Jeremy Quest courteously.

Jeremy took the cigarette from him and placed it between his lips.

Stanley then took out the lighter and carefully lit the cigarette for Jeremy.

Jeremy took a deep breath before continuing, "Xyla told me that you'd be fine as long as you go for regular blood transfusion. Is that true?"

"Yeah." Stanley refused to elaborate on his condition.

"Are you sure?" Jeremy asked again.

"Don't worry, Dad. It shouldn't be a problem if I take good care of myself." Following that statement, Stanley lit another cigarette and took a couple of long drags at it.

Smoke suspended in the still air, twirling around his exquisite jawline and perfect features. His charm was irresistible.

Only then did Jeremy heave a sigh of relief. "That's great..."

"Shall we play another round? I'll go get the chess set," Stanley asked.

"Nah. You should get some rest. Just sit with me for a while." Jeremy exhaled a puff of smoke before calling Quest Property Group's lawyer. "Mr. Owen, please come to my house if you have time. I need you to draw up a divorce agreement for me."

"Okay," the man replied.

then hung up the

you thought it through?"

nodded without hesitation. "Of course. She's not worthy of being my wife, much less Xyla's stepmother. To be honest, I feel so sorry for Xyla every

the setbacks she has faced throughout her life. She would've lived a better life if I had stopped looking for other women after Xyla's

because of May Conner. Though Xyla had discovered it

not your fault..." Stanley tried to

I always think that

didn't do anything wrong. It all has nothing to do with you," Stanley

Jeremy sighed once more.

***

reached the police station, she gave the police an account of Emily Quest

investigation went on

grabbed her silver handbag and stalked

It was already evening.

the sky. The city was aglow with soft orange as if the whole

gold dress shimmered brightly as the golden

was time to get off from work. People were rushing out from the buildings, and the tarmac road was filled